"The Hanged Man"

"Hey, hey, hey, let's talk this out, let's talk this out—don't pull my hair!" Tangze shouted, crouching on the ground with his head covered.

"You've got some nerve saying that...!" Furuya Rei hammered Tangze on the head twice more, his anger flaring up again just as it had begun to fade.

Not quite willing to hit him too hard, yet undeniably angry as well, Hirotsugu Morofushi pressed down on Tangze's head twice alongside Furuya Rei. Thinking of what Tangze had told him about how they had accomplished the miracle of resurrection, he found himself increasingly torn between laughter and tears.

What had just happened was far too similar to the moment Hirotsugu Morofushi himself had died—so similar that Tangze's sudden action could hardly be dismissed as a mere coincidence.

"You..." Hirotsugu Morofushi hesitated, glanced at Furuya Rei's face, and ultimately voiced the question that had first sprung to mind. "Do you know Rye?"

Tangze, crouched on the floor and taking punches with his head covered, froze. His eyes began darting around.

It should be said that the reason he had suddenly thought of such a morally bankrupt way to mess with them upon seeing Hirotsugu Morofushi approach from another angle while Furuya Rei stood in front of him with a gun was precisely this.

Hirotsugu Morofushi straightened up and looked down at Tangze, who refused to raise his head. "As for how exactly I died... Since you never actually asked Zero anything about me, you must have had some other source of information."

Furuya Rei paused, releasing Tangze's head and looking toward Hirotsugu Morofushi. "What do you mean?"

He lowered his head, looked at the revolver lying on the floor, then at the bullet hole that had pierced Tangze's chest and embedded itself in the wall behind him. After a